Let me tell you something:
The T-Tank was not meant to get this sick. It just simply is not supposed to happen. I'm not sure exactly what illness I have or how I acquired it, but it certainly is potent. It started with aches, chills, and sweats, and then progressed to a painfully sore throat, congestion, phlegm, and all that lovely shit. I suppose I should explain what I've been doing with myself during the past couple of weeks (nothing terribly interesting, I assure you.) Met Alex, one of Dan's friends from his film class. Seems to be a fairly interesting guy. Dan and I have been hanging out with Alex and his roommates (Doug and Joe) quite often lately. There have been many Double Creature Features, and hopefully there will be many more. I'm employed in the shoe department of the Keene Special K-Mart. My manager is the spitting image of a slightly older, slightly shorter Jim Greenleaf. Kind of odd. Working there is incredibly easy. I don't sell anything, I rarely speak to customers, it's beautiful. Oh, and my manager is rarely there. HAR HAR HAR! Now, on a slightly less manic note... I'm afraid my hedonistic impulses have been winning out over my pursuit of scholarly knowledge. This is unfortunate, because I am in college. Here to learn and all that. Yes, I am here to party as well. But learning must take first priority! Must! I'm paying for it, after all. It would wasteful not to get everything I could out of this experience. I've been getting back into PhotoShop, slowly but surely. I want a digital camera so very badly now. So much of this digital photo manipulation is having good source pictures to fuck around with. Ah, well. In good time, I suppose. Can't think of much else to post on. Oh, sure I can. One beneficial thing about this illness is that it's kept me from smoking cigarettes. Almost 5 days without smoking one. Boo yah! Also, being sick has made me appreciate the generally good state of health I'm usually in. I want to change that "generally" to "exceptionally," though.